Perspective Medical Genius Young Master
Chapter 646: Backlash Against Oneself

Chapter 646: Chapter 646: Backlash Against Oneself

This was an extremely dangerous situation!

But the difficulty now was that the foot of the Japanese delegation member was trapped, making it impossible to move.

"This..."

Upon seeing this scene, Nangong’s face was filled with surprise because he knew very well that this kind of dangerous spike could not possibly appear on a Mercedes-Benz bus. And most crucially, Xiao Yifei had just spoken those words to him, and now such a situation had actually occurred!

"Aaaah!"

Although he couldn’t hear any other words, Nangong could clearly understand the language of pain as expressed by the sufferer. Witnessing the scene, even Nangong felt pain, let alone the Japanese delegation member who was experiencing it firsthand!

His face, originally full of schadenfreude and mockery, was now wholly contorted with suffering!

"Ah? What happened?"

At that moment, Xiao Yifei’s face suddenly showed a confused expression. He stood up abruptly from his chair, whether due to the chair’s instability or some other factor, the chair shook violently as soon as Xiao Yifei stood up.

"Ouch!"

Due to Xiao Yifei’s movements, the Japanese delegation member whose foot was cruelly spiked on the back of the chair turned even paler with pain and tears even seemed to brim in his eyes!

"What is going on here! How did it turn out like this?"

Seeing what happened behind him, Xiao Yifei wore an expression of complete ignorance and was even a bit worried for the Japanese delegation member: "How did your foot get on the back of my chair?"

After Xiao Yifei stood up, the chair shook even more. The delegation member’s face was twisted in agonizing pain. He reached out his hand, apparently trying to grab onto something, but due to the severe pain in his foot, his hands could only flail wildly in the air!

"Really, what is going on here?"

Xiao Yifei stood still, wearing a bemused look as he stared at the Japanese delegation member who was screaming in agony and said in astonishment, "How did your foot end up on the back of the chair?"

"Could someone please translate for me and ask what happened?"

Xiao Yifei lifted his head, his eyes seeking out Liu Shengchuan because the translator for the Japanese delegation was sitting next to Liu Shengchuan.

However, nobody had the time to pay attention to Xiao Yifei’s words at that moment since the condition of the Japanese delegation member was extremely urgent!

A cacophony of clamor arose from the back of the bus as members of the Japanese delegation, filled with panic, hurried forward to join the injured member. After reaching their companion, they anxiously spoke and gestured with their hands as they proposed various suggestions.

At this moment, their faces had finally lost the smirks of schadenfreude from before; now they were visibly frantic and anxious, clearly the situation had somewhat exceeded their expectations.

Just a moment ago, they were preparing to see how Xiao Yifei would encounter an unforeseen accident, and they hadn’t noticed the iron spike on the back of the chair. Such a long spike, even if their eyesight wasn’t the best, they should not have missed seeing it!

The spike appeared as if it had suddenly materialized out of thin air with no warning whatsoever!

It was only because someone was injured that the Japanese delegation members felt extreme urgency. Otherwise, someone would have already noticed this bizarre situation.

Even though they had many suggestions for the injured member, he, being in a state of pain, was not in any condition to listen to others’ words. All he knew to do was to cry out in agony.

"Is no one listening to me?"

Xiao Yifei lifted his head and looked at the Japan delegation member, whose expression was somewhat distorted due to pain, a glint of icy amusement flashed in his eyes, "Or is it that his foot was just itching for a scratch with this iron spike?"

Nangong, upon hearing Xiao Yifei’s words, couldn’t help but sharply turn his head, looking at Xiao Yifei with a peculiar expression in his eyes.

He had already thought the situation was filled with oddities, but after Xiao Yifei’s comment, Nangong felt an inexplicable connection between the event unfolding in front of them and Xiao Yifei.

However, although such thoughts flickered through his mind, without any evidence, Nangong merely let them pass and watched the Japan delegate’s agonizing state with a slight frown.

Because the moment the delegate’s foot landed on the back of the chair, Nangong realized the source of the enormous strength he felt from his own chair, and he could see that the delegate who had kicked towards Xiao Yifei’s chair had used even more force than when his own chair was kicked!

Otherwise, the iron spike couldn’t have possibly pierced through the sole of the shoe and impaled the foot!

Though disdaining the actions of the members of the Japan delegation, upon seeing the member’s painful condition, Nangong couldn’t help but feel some compassion.

He opened his mouth, ready to step forward to examine the situation.

But just as Nangong leaned forward wanting to ask something, he was abruptly pulled back.

"Professor Nangong, have you forgotten how they treated you just now? If I hadn’t grabbed you, you probably would have fallen straight down,"

Xiao Yifei turned his head and said to Nangong with a light chuckle, "Although I know you’re tough, I still think that if you had fallen, it would have been quite serious."

"When they made that move, they didn’t consider the consequences at all."

Xiao Yifei turned back, looking at the still pained delegate, his eyes filled with calm, "Besides, this Japan delegation came to our Huaxia claiming to teach us about medicine, didn’t they? If they can’t handle something like this, how can they talk about teaching us anything?"

After hearing Xiao Yifei’s words, Nangong suddenly became stiff, then a mysterious expression flitted across his face, and he stopped speaking.

While the members of the Japan delegation, filled with nervousness, crowded around the injured person, chattering away, suddenly a stern voice came from the back of the crowd, then the crowd parted, and Liu Shengchuan, accompanied by a translator, approached.

Liu Shengchuan first frowned and glared at Xiao Yifei before shifting his gaze to the injured person, a flicker of coldness in his eyes.

Then Liu Shengchuan turned his head and spoke rapidly to Xiao Yifei in their language.

"Mr. Liu Shengchuan says..."

After hearing Liu Shengchuan’s words, the translator’s face changed, and he turned to say something displeasedly to Xiao Yifei, but before he could finish, Xiao Yifei waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Let him speak to me."

Xiao Yifei waved his hand, "He clearly speaks Chinese, so why need a translator? Are you sure you can accurately convey his meaning?"

The translator stood there dumbfounded, his mouth hanging open, at a loss for words.

A spark of anger flashed in Liu Shengchuan’s eyes as he stepped up, his voice laden with accusatory tone, and said sharply to Xiao Yifei, "What is going on here! Why is one of our members injured! I need an explanation!"

Although the tone sounded a bit odd, the words were clear and full of accusation—Xiao Yifei understood perfectly well.